This is not to down the rest of the album though – whatever you can say about it, it’s not the kind of wack rhyming and flow one would expect from Silkk the Shocker.
For those who are minors and have watching parents, it would be wise to switch to track 15 when they walk in the room (unless you’re rocking the headphones). The only break in this topic matter throughout is “Be Thankful” which is a rather suprising ode to the blessings in life set off nicely with an opening verse by Snoop. Topically it’s pretty typically slang and bang, and would definitely merit a 5 mic rating in Murder Dog Magazine. In fact, this album should really be enjoyed on the cruise level.
I really can’t say anything distinctive about the rhymers but the beats on tracks like “Tha Eastidaz”, “Got Beef”, “G’d Up”, “Ghetto”, and “Big Bang Theory” are designed to give your car more bounce than sixteen switches. One is lead to believe from the liner notes that they are Snoop (as the “presenter”), Tray Deee (who has mobbed with Snoop’s Dogg Pound for a while now), Goldie Loc, and Butch Cassidy?Ĭonfusion about their articles of incorporation aside, this is a mostly quality release from this newly organized family – at least on a musical basis. he shows up with Tha Eastsidaz? It’s a bit hard to identify who in fact Tha Eastsidaz are, since this album features a revolving cast of guests such as Rappin’ 4-Tay, Xzibit, Kurupt, et cetera on every track. After riding out with his best album since moving to N’Awleans with “No Limit Top Dogg” and blessing the superbly produced “Chronic 2001” with several guest appearances.
#THA EASTSIDAZ DOGGHOUSE FREE#
( hook, Snoop ) If it ain't chronic don't blaze it up And if it ain't a chevy don't raise it up You know we keep it bangin don't fake the funk So all the real niggas stay gangsta'd up We makin paper only suckas claim to touch By stickin to the script and neva changin up You know we keep it bangin don't fake the funk Keep it real motherfucka stay gansta'd up ( Goldie Loc ) It's goin down motherfuckaz like dat Sounds like Battlecat been upstairs wit Zapp And the nockin don't stop I hope nobody don't call the cops It don't stop the beat'll make your pop block Na betta yet cuz dis shit'll keep your Glock cocked You think I'm trippin fool I ain't bullshittin You betta read up on dis shit to keep the latest non-fiction Watch out for the friction Dis West Coast on mine And fuck anybody dssin nigga lissen Dogg House style cuz I'm a gangsta crip C-walkin holdin on the extra clip Now you wanna be a friend But you gunna make me unload and slap the other clip in reload You wanna go toe to toe Sit my pistol down on ground on the pound nigga hell noīridge: ( Butch Cassidy ) I-i-i stay gangsta'd up cuz it just lives in me And when I seen enuff I guess dats when I'll free sumbody Once said from willie c.This newest venture from Snoop Dogg was a bit unexpected. Intro and (Snoop) (Bow Wow, haha, what's up Cat?) (Yeah, Yeah, aha) (What what wha-wha-what, ooh-ooh) ( Tray-Dee ) I bang with the gang that don't need no intro We run from East Long Beach to West South Central Credentials, to kick flows and rip shows Dip 4's and pimp ho's while the indo blow You know that west coast low mentality Focused on reality but livin in a whole notha galaxy We keep it straight hard but guard the spot Bangas snatch chains in the parkin lot Don't matta there still be fine ho's to gatha Pick about the thickest bitch and I gots to hav ha It's routine the coupe clean let's hit the sho You know we all fuckin once they glimpse the po Wit the satin in my hand pack the gat on my lap Cuz it's hatin when your skatin and your Pockets is fat Don't act for a minute like your ass surprised Just reconize the real way that gangsta's ride
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